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THE ADVENTURER
Lou Reed (Set The twilight reeling, 1996)
You’re an adventurer
You sail across the oceans
you climb the Himalayas
Seeking truth and beauty as a natural state
You’re a queen reborn
Worshipped from above afar
Some see you as an elixir
An elemental natural seeking perfect grace
In a catacomb
Or cave of endless drawings
Prehistoric or religious
Your accomplishments prodigious
Seeking out the perfect tone
Your language so clear
Your voice perfectly turning
As in the city I sit yearning
Blowing rings of smoke from thin cigars
Or driving fast in foreign cars
To capture your remains, huh
You’re an adventurer
A turban wet wrapped ’round your head
On the mountainside they predict your death
Oh how you fooled them all
But subjects are a poor excuse
When what you really want’s a muse
An inspirating knowledge of what comes before
Speeds of light
The momentary flicker of a candle
In its wicker basket
Smoking wax – facts!
Did you find that superior knowledge
That eluded you in college
Did you find that super vortex
That could cause your cerebral cortex
To lose its grip
You’re an adventurer
You were out looking for meaning
While the rest of us were steaming
In an inspirating urban pit
An adventurer
You enter as I’m dreaming
I wish I’d never wake up
Differentiating scheming from my one true love
You’re an adventurer
You love the angles and the cherries
The height and width of levies
The natural bridge and tunnels of the human race
You’re an adventurer
Nothing seems to scare you
If it does it won’t dissuade you
You just won’t think about it
You dismiss it and defocus
You redefine the locusts of your time and space – race!
As you move further from me
And though I understand the thinking
and have often done the same thing I find parts of me gone
You’re an adventurer
And though I’ll surely miss you
And of course I’ll survive without you
And maybe good will come of that
But at this point I anticipate some grieving
And although I know your leaving
It’s a necessary adjunct to what we both do
An adventurer
Splitting up the atom
Splitting up the once was
Splitting up the essence
Of our star-crossed fate
None who meet you do forget you
My adventure
My adventure
My adventuress
Hi everyone!!
I saw an interview of Lou by a French nerdy intellectual smart-ass type where he wanted to know if the woman described in that album would be L.A.? Lou’s answer was encouraging to me, he said IIRC, “and if it isn’t, it should be.”
Speaking of one’s Beloved? I don’t think so. Me? yea absolutely. Otherwise I wouldn’t even go there if it wasn’t so clear cut and profoundly real and on target. Not just one time, one song, one album, but at least three, then one more (The Raven) before he went full meditation and more hardcore noisy jam sessions and compositions. The frustration bar being at level 10. All to sustain me and himself, in our pain, ordeal and shared sacrifice.
As I said, if Lou being aware of all the same conspiracies and reality of American / Progressive / Globalist / Democrat politics and practices, he may have been on the look-out from the start while knowing that one sumbitch is there as agent of the deep fucking state herself if not simply in synchronicity at heart with their thinking and because of where she came from or was pushed on NY intellectual vanguard scene. As CIA/Nasa High Tech experimentation and manipulation of the masses. Not to give too much credit to it, in fact this is just the opposite I’m doing. All the culprits have been caught their hand in the cookie jar on the paintings as final proofs. I saw the images when I realised the true definitive persona/anima of various players/creatures. Bad ones as much as good ones.
But enough of them. For now.
We said goodbye with my brother in full agreement. He knows now that I am doing something serious online and with my art, he knows I have a purpose and I am ready to act on my beliefs. I told him that I was now ready to make the move to NYC. Which has always been my dream since 16. But lately for sure. I wasn’t free enough nor the world for me to go to NY around year 2006 when I could sell my share of the heritage in the form of an apt. But that money was allocated to pay some big bills (various unfinished businesses including my father’s problems with the local IRS, the renovation of the house, coming to the rescue of my other brother and continue the search, healing and truth-seeking of all things small and big public and private. Then when that money reached its end, I still had my own little 20 years investment in the form of a little apt that I did sell, got the same price for it and promised everyone that this time I won’t spend one penny for nobody other than myself and my own life and work projects and ambitions. The rest is history.
I could speak with Jo in Africa today and yesterday. Although things have been delayed a bit more in this phase of the works, he remains very positive it is happening. Another three weeks or month are necessary to get the funds needed.
With my brother we both would want to keep my place open and alive, if they can find something of value to sell and send me whatever remains of it in exchange rate we will take it until I can reach my goal just the same. He heard me say that with very little, i could go to NY right now, in fact I want to go right away, I am truly ready, to meet all my mystery allies, one not hiding at all, in fact someone who has already proved his mettle and even got invited to the WH more than once. So things are doing great.
They have seen me happy and light, so they have no reasons to doubt me.
I had more hope only two days ago. Each time we get so close, we have to abandon all hopes again as if the bad joke and hellish cycle will never end. Not my determination, nor strong beliefs as to who’s who. Who’s a bitch a witch or just some street recruit with nothing to lose but all to gain. MKUltra or whatnot.
Big picture, they are actors without a soul. Vampires are made of the same non essence.
The Existence and knowledge of God counts for something!! That’s our secret weapon.
Tony’s choice of associating himself with this Shannon instead of our own Tribe are a suicide pact and I don’t get it. But whatever. If God’s plan – because at the end it will be his Play and his Vision and Reasons, and I’m down with it whatever it will be, I just don’t know until it happens – is to keep Tony prisoner and away from me or worse, killed, the moment I receive enough cash, I will make the trip to NY, before that I will catch up with IP, in a public letter or private but probably public, to put everyone’s mind at ease, wives, lovers and friends, and let him know that if I am coming to America, I will gladly meet him and see if we can be helpful to each other and do whatever we are capable of doing which is a lot and what better place and better people than the Master himself?
Then there is Ace and crew if they are not the same people part of the Punks of South street alright.
At this point in my life all I wish is to have a beautiful place atelier kitchen garden or terrasse big enough close to the people I love the most, quiet life in terms of public life but full creative inner life with enough peace of mind and joy to be able to give myself fully to painting which requires lots of silent moments and full attention in order to become real art and real good.
And lots and lots of laughters.
AcidPop2@AcidPOPArtist
The problem of losing Iraq to Obama was that suddenly the reins were not just subversively given to Al Qaeda type for the Great Islam but openly as to say it’s cool to do it and even turn America Sunni vs communist Shia. And now all the vices and their perpetrators/victims are branded as the new slaves same as the old slaves. No MoFos we distinguish the nuances in each debate and each sentence, if you don’t speak nonsense, that’s our whole point. We are the nuanced ones yes Alex Jones too. U need to go to jail for all the damages you’ve done. You work for the crooks and that’s bad enough and strong enough. MAGA means Eliot Ness is back and kicking. What we, the Tea Party were asking for since day one. Clean house stop all wars and reconnect with our humanity and learn to shut the fuck up when you are so angry damaged and naive. Under drug too. Plus with the agenda of your elders. Slave to the easy money. Since you are not worth a lot at the moment. Party boys and girls not real leader just mouthpieces. They should enter the race themselves and see if people would vote for them and like their platform. In the arena and interviewed by real interviewer and no censorship. But quick analysis by those that will be your judges tomorrow so better listen and trust the outcome whatever it will be. Those that decide to panic, just kill them like in a war. Is that much to ask?
Chapter 2.
Just when I had decided to join Johnny’s Last Chance Garage for first contact and final destination all in all, I read this from May 2019. Was it there really or not I can not say. Probably. I do check every once in a while. Anyway this was the post, something I heard before I believe somewhere sometime:
“SUNDAY, MAY 12, 2019
Thought InstaPunk had things worked out. But lately he’s been doing some kind of sweep of the past, and I haven’t been able to figure out why. And, here, I thought we practically drew the same breaths. What I didn’t catch. He’s scared. Never actually saw him scared. The rarest or least visible emotion in him. He’s not scared of dying, even painfully, or of dying unknown — that was always in the cards — but of dying homeless on a grate, toothless in Philly.
I’d come get him. It’s not that far from where I am that I couldn’t get to him.
What concerns me more than scared is mad. Him too probably. He always likes to compare himself to a Black Mamba. Too fast and deadly to deal with. I was like that in the South Street days. Why Insty uses that imagery, I’m sure. Truth, though, he was always less mamba than rattlesnake. Why I like his InstaPunk Times graphic so much. Not the rattlesnake of pop legend, the rattlesnake of reality. He always warns before he delivers a venom strike. Rattle. Rattle. Strike. I never did. Think he probably envied that in me. He was kinder, though he always insisted I was. Have I tired you yet. I worry.
He’s been asking, everyone, one year or twenty. I’m voting one year. He’s done enough. If that Tesla Coil that is his mind ramps up for another spectacular it could take out the whole universe, super-collider style.
Posted by Signed by Me (Johnny Dodge) at 6:47 AM”
If I want to post a comment it forces me to register with Google+ where for some stupid reason I am now stuck with my mother’s email attached to my Alice Hate moniker. I am not sure what information will be sent in the comment section, so I don’t think I will choose that path. Maybe the other site. But the starting point will be here:
Dear Robert / Johnny /InstaPunk et. al.,
We have, together, accomplished and solved all mysteries. As far as we are concerned we know enough about each others as to not being afraid to meet one another and live our remaining days in peace, prosperity and creativity. It took us a while before trusting one path over the other but above all get our stories out and kicking. And since I am the one that had to prepare our audience to what is to come and choose a side, a continent and the opportune time to make the jump, that time having arrived, I am here to tell you that I am ready to join the party of one two or more, of some old and new friends and characters in The Book otherwise known as the Punks of South Street.
I need a place to land, America besides all her problems have always been my promised land. I liked a free Iran as second home but that dream has been put on hold since 1979 and the world has regressed in so many ways ever since. Getting real worse since 9/11. On purpose. But the most things went under, the better chance we got to reverse it all back to our advantage and the advantage of GOD which is the ultimate prize for whoever has a heart and a mind of its own that hasn’t been altered completely into mush and oblivion. Thanks to hundred years of slow degradation and creepy Socialism / Atheism / Fundamentalism / Judaism and few more ism like Intellectualism / Progressivism / Scientism.
Where is the fun in all that? Sure they use humor and television and movies to sell glamour and sarcasm and faux concerns faux grievances or faux knowledge, but at some point all the cards were to be turned and their hands happened to be quite empty. Sophistication took the look of clown world and before it will become too late to save the future generations since the target of their lust gets younger by the hour, it is important to keep the pressure on and go for the kill, Mr President. You can not let them escape this time around. They are launching their street and terror confrontation either way so why not do the right thing quickly and rightfully now and in fact prepare for their counter-attack with maximum force. And save the populace from more bloodshed chaos and new tragedies.
The enemy seats at the top of the food chain and they are the ones that needs a strike. Or be humbled enough to give up some of their old privileges of running the affairs of the world with impunity just because their ancestors were there before others or ruthless for that matter and had ample time to inject themselves at every step at every exchange and decision making across our globe and thru all and any institution and political party. We know so much already. It shouldn’t be so hard to solve the matter diplomatically, behind closed doors as they say as long as the beasts they use as minions are actually sent to the gallows. Those that look like reptiles and snakes if one looks closer. Especially when they are caught and scared. Peter Stzroks (Sp?) Alexander Cooper Adam Schiff Nadler Hill Bill and many many more to name just a few. Some secret services completely abolished or their true goals revealed then discussed to see if there is a proper place for it which there isn’t. Then few Laws changed to eliminate entire criminal enterprises and classes. And the horror that accompany it.
And if the enemy is some alien entity other than those we already suspect, then let’s get to it openly and unapologetically. We have no fear. And all the weapons necessary to win that battle including Spiritual GUNS and ROSES.
We sending the roses to counter their guns.
A positive alternative. The truth itself.
Meanwhile, getting tired and quite frustrated at playing cat and mouse with Antoine Tone Tucker, I came to the conclusion that my next move and goal is to connect with you, hoping that you are indeed still alive and kicking. That your hours are not so dedicated and busy that there is no time left for friends and guests. Yes I need a little vacation and if I could find 1000,- € to burrow from this lady friend of ours who is quite broke herself, but anyway, then with your approval of the plan, you would send me an invite, give me your home address so that I can communicate it to custom at arrival or three days before now it seems. Stay at your guest house or somewhere else you know. All I need to function is my own bathroom (long story.) Other than that I can manage travel and happy disturbances.
What say you, dear IP, there are all the Ace of Spades Cobs and mis(Chief) to assist us in that phase of this journey and with some luck, they will or have already taken the steps to accommodating us in our well anticipated reunion of the minds.
THE TWEET:
MORE TWEETS from days prior:
‘OH, BRAD..’@AcidPOPArtist
Aug 3
(link: https://gab.com/AcidPOPArtist/posts/10867004959490714)
(from Nancy to Marilyn and Aladdin)
Aug 3
As far as I’m concerned I don’t need to exist. I never see myself and I’m not a narcissist. So this character can go, not to sound too dramatic at all. I’m home alone again by the way.
Aug 3
the new right Party is more about the free right / ride? Party
You can stay but no multiculturalism and no activism into anything progressive (neo marxists the whole lot, bought and paid for by the mafia for some royals in the shadow Small and Petty)
Aug 4
Replying to @robreiner
Yawn. So dumb and one sided.
The Adventurer
http://lamecherry.blogspot.com/2019/08/donald-sounds-just-like-arnold-hillary.html
http://lamecherry.blogspot.com/2019/08/the-face-of-logic-of-madness.html
http://lamecherry.blogspot.com/2019/08/donald-trump-sentenced-mark-steyn-to.html
http://lamecherry.blogspot.com/2019/08/another-mass-murder-not-reported.html
The Morning Report – 8/6/19
—J.J. Sefton
Mid-Morning Art Thread
—CBD
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François Barraud
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